"An accident?" Zhong Niangyao raised her eyebrows, her gaze not directed at Zhong Mengxuan but rather settling on Li Yiqiu with a sardonic smile, "Then, Second Aunt, tell me, did you do it on purpose?"
"Zhong Niangyao, you—" Zhong Mengxuan had barely started speaking when she was abruptly cut off by Zhong Niangyao.
"I was asking Second Aunt." Zhong Niangyao spoke softly, yet her words carried an effortless authority that compelled obedience from those around her.
Zhong Mengxuan felt a surge of frustration, but upon encountering Zhong Niangyao's gaze, she closed her mouth.
The others, witnessing Zhong Niangyao's demeanor, were inwardly shocked and dared not voice their thoughts at that moment.
Especially upon seeing Lu Yichen silently sitting by Zhong Niangyao's side with a cold expression, they grew even more reluctant to speak.
